A/N:A random One-sot that popped into my head, also my first FMA fanfic. I hope it's okay.

Choco-Vanilla Swirl


Edward had ordered both chocolate and vanilla.

Hughes raised an eyebrow at him, "Ed, why didn't you just get the swirl?" Edward's head turned as fast as he finished the last syllable.

"Because then I wouldn't get my very much needed supply of both flavors!"

The military man stared at the fifteen-year-old in amusement. He watched as the boy took another lick at one cone, and then licked the other. Roy put one hand on his best friend's shoulder; "He's always like that, it's a surprise really. Seeing how small his body is."

A vain popped in Edward's forehead. "WHO ARE YOU CALING SO SMALL THAT THEY WOULD BE SMALL ENOUGH TO BE A BUG BUT WOULDN'T BE STEPPED OH BECAUSE HE WAS TOO SMALL?"

Mustang smirked, "Impressive." Edward glared at him. "And besides Fullmetal, you said it, not I." The short blond crossed his arms and grunted. Hughes chose that time to speak up.

"This ice cream is really good, isn't it Ed? I wonder how much milk they put in it?"

Edward looked disbelievingly at the man. "T-there's…Milk…In…Ice cream?" Mustang snorted.

Hughes was confused. "Of course there is, Ed! Why do you think its called ice Cream?" Edward's eyes widened, he looked down at the two ice cream cones. He shoved them at Mustang (Who really didn't like ice cream) and got splats all over his and Mustang's clothes.

"Nice going Fullmetal, my uniform's all dirty now."

The blond stuck his tongue out at Mustang, "Screw you." Then he got up and ran out of the parlor; panicking and whatnot. Hughes turned to Mustang, who in turn, sighed and smirked.

"He really should have gotten the Choco-Vanilla Swirl."


A/N: Now, now Hughes, What has that got to do with anything?